Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

"Hey, there!

If you open a door that is rough and poorly set, it will overflow with a unique fragrance.

It smells like a mixture of multiple oils, and the heat of boiling the noodles is transmitted.

The prestigious old shopkeeper has guided the counter seats in a gesture without being as hasty as seeing two Japanese away.

I wonder if there are more foreign tourists around here, etc.

"Hmm, it's a nice shop. But something smells good..."

"Wow, I can't believe my stomach sounds when I go to the store. No, I don't know when you're gonna eat me up."

Yeah, probably since the first day I came to Japan.

That's why I sit down in the counter with two people who still have half dry hair. It's a lot past lunch, so there are fewer customers, old people reading newspapers, and families going home to the same pool as us.

It feels like an old-fashioned ramen shop, called a flowing radio, an old but clean store.

Look at the menu on the wall and the two wrinkle between their brows.

Depending on the dish you're about to ask for, how you can enjoy it will change from gallery to gallery. Then you really have to choose! You look like you're thinking about it.

I looked at it as a long thought, and decided to suggest one thing.

"Why don't the three of us ask for another one and enjoy each flavor?

"I got in!" "Me too!

It was accepted with a strangely firm face. Funny, I've never even gotten such a pleasant response during a labyrinth attack.

That's why I decide to choose soy sauce chashu, miso butter, and tonkotsu ramen in a large assortment each.

Nevertheless, more stores have been serving different kinds of ramen lately. Thinking of it as, for example, a casual looking shopkeeper peeks into his face.

"That, customers, is this your first ramen?

"Uh, you two are new here. It's still a shallow day to come to Japan."

The gray-haired clerk flaunts his mouth as he snorts.

"Oh, yeah! Haneda is close, so you're attracting outsiders. They say it's an international city, but some people are coming."

I kind of say it like everyone else, he's a sloppy clerk.

It can actually be a cross-world exchange rather than an international exchange, though. Well, you don't even know what that means around here, and let's lay low.

"So sightseeing? Even so, it's like going back to the pool, and your brother doesn't look like a guide."

"No, we're dating."

That's what I said, and then Marie grabs my arm. [M]

The clerk turned his eyes round to fluent Japanese and cute tricks like fairies.

"Ha, uh, it's moving on. The customer looked like he was sleeping, and I found a hell of a stranger. Hey, soy sauce, Chashu, wait. This is a dish."

The table is filled with take-away dishes. They're both eye-catching with curiosity, but we need to move them to small plates first.

But I never thought that changing my mind here would tie my neck after that.

"No, it might taste better to eat it all the time. Just keep eating from Marie."

"Oh, thank you. Uridora, I'm sorry, I just need a few more minutes."

Ouch, Uridora's throat is dripping to her shapely lips. Nevertheless, Mr. Elf was to taste the first ramen, indicating with his hands, "Go ahead," as if he were an elder.

The girl cracks the chopsticks in a way she's used to.

Beyond the drifting hot air is an oily soy sauce soup. And the teddy pork is showing how soft fat it looks, and the green of the spinach is appetizing again.

When I show you how to eat by gesturing, I grab the horrible golden noodles and sip them as I lift my hair.

No, the noodles boil through the lips, and because they are shrunk, they carry a large amount of soup into the mouth. Mm-hmm! And I opened my eyes wide because of some relieving soy sauce flavor, and a tasty dashi, lumpy and toothy noodle.

"Mmm!

exhales a hot air mixture, and the girl chews again.

For a cold body, this is unbearable. Animals detect nutrients that are not enough for them, send a signal that they are delicious, and command them to "eat more."

That's why when you're losing heat, warm things increase the taste. Punchy taste of first ramen. And orders from the brain to "eat more" would be extremely hard to resist.

"Is it time for an alternation? You know, you're mad at me for taking the dolphin, right?

Uridora starts apologizing softly, but Mr. Elf is already obsessed with ramen. Wrap Peppi and Uridora's hands together and warm yourself with soup.

"Whoa, that's good eating. Dark-haired sister, this is miso butter."

"I've been waiting -! You see, we'll have to change it later, Marie."

"Ngufu (ok)"

Yeah, well, the pool rise is good with miso butter.

Fluffy butter is really appetizing again. Butter tangles in plenty of served corn, sprouts, and seemingly tender char siu, intuitive before eating. This is absolutely delicious.

There you go.

The fact that a brunette beauty doesn't hesitate to soak the dough is also a strange sight somewhere.

He glanced right into the slicing eye and just had his eyes at me and said, "Butter's delicious!," he tells silently.

Slowly, the butter melts and thickens the flavor even more so that you don't get tired of the flavor along the way. It impresses me that it's a calculated dish in a way.

And the desires of the two match, and when they change each other, they are fascinated by different flavors.

"Ugh, I can't wait! What is this? What is this?

"It's good. Uh-huh! Noodles are so flavorful. This stubborn chashu is doing a really good job!

Ku, the clerk was the one who couldn't wait to see how he looked. I wouldn't feel bad if I could be praised by such a cute woman over and over again at her mercy. On the contrary, it's in a slightly loose cheek.

I'm glad I did a ramen shop. I thought I heard a whine.

"Here, then, that's a ton of tricks. Because all outsiders are hit by this. You're definitely gonna get hammered, so try it."

"Ah, finally my share..."

I was grabbed by Marie and Uridora, and my cheek snapped a little bit. Bad, I have a bad feeling. The danger alarm rings in their heads that they will leave behind a ton of tricks called foreign killers, etc.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I followed..."

"Yes, that's okay, why don't you try one at a time in order?

Finally, I'm here, Tonkotsuramen.

You'll soon find out what the clerk said earlier is true, not lies, jokes, etc.

Its bright white soup boiled pork bones until they were like milk. Even though it has a rugged mouthfeel, it conveys deep richness and stimulates the taste center thoughtfully as it passes through the throat.

This is also sweet, unlike what it looks like.

It's creamy enough to think it's soy milk, and my tongue is mellow enough for its thick tenderness.

"Uh, no, no, this doesn't taste good... Your face is gonna be a mess."

"Ugh, this is...! No way, no matter how much I eat, I won't get tired of it, then!? I've come to see you, but I think I've found a treasure!

Yeah, you just said "just one," right?

I've had a rare cup of Uridora for me, but I can't get my hands on it because I'm pinching Marie on the other side.

Hmm, wait, no way this arrangement...!

- Marie's favorite - I forgive you

· Uridora turns me around I can't get my hands on it

Is that an advanced tactical arrangement??

Then when I chose my seat, was I losing? [M]

to - Uridora with a more bottomless grin, but a bit and laid traps from the start!? You're telling me you've been dancing on her hands the whole time!

"Oh, can I get a change of balls then?

"Sorry, we didn't do it."

Oh, is that right -...

I had no choice but to order an extra sobbing onion ramen.

The quiet offensive was not over for a while and was to last until Marie said she was "hungry".

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The car is driving along a path that slowly gives me the sun.

It may be natural for the inside of the car to be quiet. If you played in the pool and ate some delicious ramen where you were tired, the rest would be time to feel good and enjoy a nap.

That's why cars are essential when you go to the pool.

Su-su can hear a pleasant sleep, and if you look in the back mirror properly, you can enjoy a sisterly sleep that sticks your head together.

This would be the "broom" for me.

How much fun can it make you feel when you know how much the entrance fee is for a district run pool?

Maybe that's because their excitement contagious to me. So I just walk hand in hand, and I feel so happy.

I went to a cheap pool and just ate ramen, but the drive of the day was all about loosening my mouth.

Good night, both of you.

When I wake up, I'm going to take a proper bath.